Returning to the foot of the mountain, the drunken temple saw the girl who was stomping her feet in front of her, so she had to smile bitterly, knowing that this little senior sister was already impatient.

"I won't wait for you if you come a little later, I'm going to bored Miss Ben to death!" Lin Xinqiao's face was slightly angry, and she kicked the stones under her unhappily.

"I'm sorry, sister, I've been choosing for a long time. "Drunk this temple touched his nose, at this time, you must not mess with this eldest lady.

"I'll take a look at what I chose...... Yellow level advanced, wind needle, you should be able to do this if you are diligent. Xuan-level primary, soul burning finger, in terms of the strength of your body quenching realm, don't think about the Xuan-level exercises first, do you know the truth that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. ......... Ground level exercises...... Guiding Thunder Technique??? "Seeing this, Lin Xin touched his forehead at the moment, a savage is a savage, and the earth-level exercises don't want to spy on the doorway even if they don't reach the palace realm, not to mention that this is still a fragment, and if you want to restore it, you must have excellent talent and understanding."

Lin Xin couldn't help but roll his eyes, this junior brother was really a big stomach, and the quenching of the body's micro-end cultivation actually chose the ground-level fragment.

Of course, the drunken temple saw that Lin Xin was speechless to him, but he had his own plans in his heart, and said with a perfunctory smile at the moment: "Senior sister emm, I will choose to try it out, so that senior sister can see it, hehe." “

Lin Xin didn't bother to pay attention to him, who had practiced the ground-level exercises. She looked at the broken knife wrapped in black cloth in the hand of the drunken temple, and gave a big white eye to the drunken temple.

"This broken knife was obtained by the first generation of sect masters by accident, and it is rumored to be a high-level Xuan soldier, but after so many years, no one has been able to dig out the secret of this thing, and it is a useless thing that has been abandoned. No disciple has ever chosen him for so many years, you are still an iron-headed baby. Lin Xin shook his head helplessly, thinking that his junior brother was really a stunned young man.

Drunk this temple didn't care, his intuition told him that he had made the right choice. And the strange voice in his head also seemed to guide his choice.

The night came quietly, and in a separate courtyard of the Sword Sect, a figure stood in the courtyard, sitting cross-legged on the ground, this figure was a young man, with soft and slightly scattered black hair, a thin face, and a heroic spirit between his eyebrows. It was the first time to enter the Sword Sect's drunken temple.

"Heavenly thunder, palm nine thunder, sacrifice thunder robbery. “

A thought passed through his mind when he was drunk, and he saw that his eyes were closed, his hands were folded, and the purple Xuan Qi of the Dao came out spontaneously, making a crackling sound in the air, it was Lei Xuan Qi.

"This is a technique that has existed in my memory..."

Drunk in this temple fell into contemplation, sitting cross-legged in the exercise of pranayama, feeling the surge of the mysterious power in the meridians of the body, and the breeze of the outside world, the insects chirping in the same room, intertwined and circling, and suddenly he opened his eyes.

"Huhu, is the innate realm double..."

Feeling the magical changes in the mystical power in his body, he stared at his palm thoughtfully.

Drunk this temple got up, looked at a big tree in the courtyard, and the mysterious power in his palm suddenly appeared, and released it towards the body of the tree.

Boom--- crackle!

"The first weight of the heavenly thunder trick, the spring thunderstorm is dead!" A voice swept by the divine consciousness of the drunken temple, and the big tree in front of him fell in response, and was cut off by the violent thunder Xuanqi.

"It's so powerful... That's just the first one... Could it be that if you practice to the depths, you can really control the Nine Heavens Thunder?" Drunken this temple never thought that the unique technique in this memory was so strong, and he became more and more curious about his life experience.

In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight shine through the windows and fall on the closed eyes of the drunken temple. A cultivator's night is destined to be more than just lying down and sleeping. Drunk this temple last night on the couch to comprehend a night of heavenly thunder and soul burning fingers and the mind of the free god walking doorway, the harvest is not small, even he himself is surprised that he seems to have an unforgettable memory and extraordinary understanding, just one night of kung fu, drunk this temple actually touched the bottleneck of the innate threefold, you must know that he just entered the innate realm yesterday, if such a cultivation speed is known, I am afraid that my jaw will be shocked.

Feeling the warmth of the rising sun, the drunken temple slowly opened his eyes, and the whole night's cultivation not only did not make him tired, but added a little energy. Cultivators are originally seizing heaven and earth, and those powerful people who can shatter mountains and rivers don't even need to eat and sleep, a retreat can even be decades long, and there are even strong people who explore more powerful cultivation in order to achieve immortality.

Pushing open the door, the temple was bathed in sunlight and reconciled its own innate triple breath.

"Drunken junior brother, you had a good rest last night!" As soon as the courtyard door opened, a young man with a sturdy figure and a simple face smiled at the drunken temple.

It was Shi Yaoshan, drunk in this temple and smiled slightly, "Thank you Senior Brother Shi for your concern, it was very quiet and comfortable last night." “

"It's good that the junior brother is used to it, hehe, let's go, Senior Brother Lin Chen is not here these days, I'll take you to go around more and understand the internal affairs of the sect." Shi Yaoshan touched the back of his head in a cute manner, the time he came to the sect was too short, and he asked the size of the Sword Sect, the internal affairs of the sect and many rules he did not know, and now it is really important to follow Shi Yaoshan to understand it.

The two of them talked and laughed along the way, and they also knew a little about the practice of the sect and many skills of cultivating the mysteries.

A group of people in front of them were crowded, very noisy, as if they were watching something lively.

Drunken Temple's eyes were full of curiosity, and just about to ask, Shi Yaoshan said with a smile: "Over there is a martial arts arena, a place for cultivators to learn, and there are many warlike disciples here every day, so it attracts a lot of people to watch the excitement, but in fact, this is very beneficial to cultivation, after all, fighting is the fastest way to improve a cultivator's strength." “

"Let's go, let's go check it out. Shi Yaoshan led the drunken temple through the crowded crowd, and in front of him was an open area, five huge stone platforms occupied this area, and the two people on the nearest stone platform were fighting inextricably.